"Aren't you too old to be climbing up balconies to meet a girl?" I teased.
"You’re so hard to meet—what's a man supposed to do to see his sweetheart?" He casually strolled over and sat right beside me on the ground, facing me with his back leaning against the doorframe. He placed his right arm behind him.
There are many things in this world that are still a mystery to me. I have been writing since I was 15, on and off. I try to sustain myself financially while doing what I love, but to strive financially, I often lose the drive to write the stories I enjoy and love. It would be my great honor to share my world of fiction, fantasy, and romance with you all. So if you love the stories I write, any support will be appreciated. With All the love ~Violet
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